Ye Qinzhu also knew in his heart that it would not work at all to find a secret door.

A secret cultivation place like this must have been enchanted by a high-level spirit master beforehand, and it is difficult to find out.

If she wanted to know about the more advanced cultivation ground here, she could only wait for Yang Qingjue to come out of it and tell her.

But he is not related to her, and a fool will share things related to him with others.

An hour later, Ye Qinzhu was bored and squatted on the ground to pull weeds, lamenting that even the weeds in the western courtyard had such spiritual power, and prayed in his heart that the bird would return soon.

After about a stick of incense, Ye Qinzhu's ears heard a whistling sound and the stones moving away at the same time.

Her eyes quickly glanced to the sides, and she saw the oopher returning with a handful of herbs, and also saw Yang Qingjue with a light smile.

"Miss Ye San. ”

Maybe Yang Qingjue was worried about Ye Qinzhu's safety, but when Ye Qinzhu appeared in Tianxiang Building, he was relieved, and at the same time determined that Ye Qinzhu was the one who subdued the cattle.

A fourteen-year-old girl can judge that the bird is reborn with new flesh and bones, and can even take one of the five phoenixes for her own use.

Yang Qingjue really admires such a girl.

"Wang Yu is Jue, the seventh son, a good name. The two tacitly knew each other and avoided talking about each other's pseudonyms, so it was natural to change their names.

"The third girl is here, what's the matter?" Yang Qingjue looked around, although she guessed seven or eight points in her heart, she still asked knowingly.

He, the fourth brother, won't he really throw him down?

"Your fourth brother made a deal with me, and I will take his place in the future. ”

The claws of the parrot stepped on Ye Qinzhu's arm, and the whole bird quickly shrank and became the size of a parrot.

The golden light of the oatherfish gradually dimmed, and the girl reintegrated into the night, and her bright eyes seemed to sparkle.

Suddenly, Yang Qingjue's eyes flashed, and he pulled Ye Qinzhu's wrist.

With a force, he brought her to his side, Ye Qinzhu was defenseless, he didn't have time to drive his spiritual power, and unconsciously moved along Yang Qingjue's strength.

Pulling Ye Qinzhu, Yang Qingjue covered the girl's thin lips and brought her into the shadows.

After Ye Qinzhu climbed over the rockery, another person sneaked in quietly.

The man was very well hidden, and Ye Qinzhu had his back to the rockery, and he hadn't noticed it yet. When Yang Qingjue found out first, she didn't have time to remind, so she could only take Ye Qinzhu away from her location first.

Ye Qinzhu took Yang Qingjue's hand away and stared at the visitor.

The person who came and went a few steps forward, as if the spiritual power in his body was surging and causing discomfort, and he couldn't help but lean over and cough hard.

Ye Qinzhu didn't go that far, if she was taking two steps forward, it was estimated that this would be the end.

Hearing the man vomit a mouthful of blood, Ye Qinzhu felt a little palpitating.

Suffering from the impact, the man did not dare to stay for a long time, and even took a few steps back and climbed the rockery to leave.

"It's Yuan Ning. Waiting for the person to leave, Ye Qinzhu spoke, "I paid attention to him before, and his voice was exactly the same as this person. ”

Yang Qingjue didn't rush to reply, turned around and pressed a few stones on the rockery. With a slight "click", one of the stones at the foot of the rockery was removed, revealing a secret door inside.

Yang Qingjue was the first to enter, turning around and beckoning to Ye Qinzhu. Ye Qinzhu nodded and followed him into the secret door.

The halls behind the secret doors are all made of bluestone, and the hall is connected to six cultivation rooms, similar in style to the East Courtyard.

Yang Qingjue sat down on the stone bench in the hall, her fingers fumbling with the obsidian ring on her thumb.

"I don't know what he's here for. "Yuan Ning is an Anguo, coupled with his performance on the field, he pays attention to him.

But Yuanning kept his mouth shut, restrained his edge, and turned into a good gentleman.

Moreover, the people who came to the West Courtyard did not necessarily report a special purpose, and they were forced to do so, and the person beside him... It's really just an adventure.

Ye Qinzhu couldn't guess Yuan Ning's purpose, but since she had entered the secret room, she simply spread the spirit grass she found on the ground.

"Ori, why do they all look like low-level spirit grass?" she looked at the pile of uprooted wildflowers and weeds and the few branches depressedly, for fear that the Ori Bao would announce a personal vendetta.

"That's all the spirit grass I could pick up as far as I could reach. The eagle replied through consciousness, and his tone was full of resentment.

Ye Qinzhu sighed helplessly, picked up a bunch of hairless fruits with branches, and was carefully inspecting them, when a shallow voice came from behind him.

"This is a croton, which is hot and spicy, very poisonous, and belongs to the hot laxative. ”

She turned her head and saw Yang Qingjue pointing to the "spirit grass" spread on her ground, pointing over one by one with a smile on her face.

"The purple flower on your left hand is aconitum aconite, which is a medicine for dissipating cold and relieving pain, which can not only dispel the cold of the meridians, but also disperse the cold of the viscera. However, it is very poisonous, and it should be used with caution. ”

"On your right hand is the hook kiss, commonly known as the broken intestine grass, the whole plant is highly poisonous, among which the young leaves and roots are the most toxic. ”

"This ......" Ye Qinzhu opened his mouth, ashamed of his barren knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, "Can this be used as a spiritual grass cultivation?"

"Although these kinds are a little strange. Yang Qingjue walked over and squatted with Ye Qinzhu and stretched out his hand to distinguish these herbs, "But the strange thing is that these herbs do contain spiritual power, and the spiritual power is quite high." ”

"But what effect does cultivation have... Yes, it's not very clear. The corners of his mouth were hooked, and his eyes glanced at Ye Qinzhu, who looked helpless.

In the Beast Ridge, Ye Qinzhu did not encounter any poison. This time she sent the parrot out, and in the blink of an eye, there was a bunch of hot potatoes in her hand.

"Lulu, did you deliberately trick me?" she cursed inwardly, but the bird, which was arranging its feathers, did not answer her.

While she was struggling with whether to throw away these spirit grasses, Yang Qingjue had already finished picking out the remaining spirit grasses and handed a small handful of them to Ye Qinzhu.

"These are all non-poisonous flowers and plants, and they are indeed good materials for cultivation. If Miss Ye San minds, she can use these first. ”

"In Moqin Academy, it's always called 'girl', and I always feel a little weird, so you just call me by my name, I'm used to it. ”

Ye Qinzhu complained in a low voice, and then saw Yang Qingjue couldn't help laughing.

Among the princes who stayed in the capital, the three princes were known as the gods of war, and they were heroic, and who didn't want to marry a woman in Beijing.

Although the four princes are a little dirty, they are also as beautiful as flowers, and they don't mind their status, and the girls occasionally chatter about where Yang Qingjun went today and met the girl.

If it weren't for Yang Qingjue's sick and crooked body, would the women in the capital still favor the remaining two princes?

"Actually, I didn't understand it all along. Ye Qinzhu put away his little emotions and took the spirit grass in Yang Qingjue's hand, "You are not only a spirit master, but also have a lot of insights into herbal medicine, why can't you regulate your body?"

When she was in Tianxianglou, she only felt that Tinglan and Wu Yong were circling around Yang Qingjue, but she didn't see any movement in person.

There is an old saying that doctors do not treat themselves, but that means that doctors cannot accurately judge their own conditions, and they will always think too much about it. Instead of him, he did nothing even when he was on the verge of death.

Yang Qingjue's hand suddenly froze, and the herb he had just held in his hand almost fell back to the ground.

"I don't mean anything else, if you need any rare herbs for your ailment, I know it and I can help you keep an eye on it. ”

Ye Qinzhu is very honest, so frank that Yang Qingjue can't even accuse her of revealing people's scars.

There was no falsehood in the girl's inky pupils, Ye Qinzhu really wanted to help, so she cut herself completely and guessed as she could.

Once upon a time, he had met someone with the same eyes.

Yang Qingjue held the kiss in her hand steadily.